Baw, you look fine. Plus, I know that's not you. It's
   combinations of three twisted LCDs responding to electrical
   stimulus, tightening or loosening and backlit so I can see them,
   going through a very fine mesh grid, travelling through the air,
   entering into a 2mm hole in my head, to my retina, separated
   into components, down my optic nerve, split up into outline and
   texture and recombined in my brain.

   It's not you. You're not by an umbrella with the sun at that
   position right now.

   Even if you were, I'm still looking at pixels on a screen.

   Keeping that separation in mind between real and illusion is
   something that's been very useful for me; not sure why but it
   seems to matter. Even with that, I still obsess over my profile
   pic when I change it... I KNOW it's not me... yet... people make
   judgment calls about the real me based on the illusion of me
   that they see.

   So, I tweak it. Eventually I want to not care about my
   illusionary image online at all... but it's an ongoing project
   of awareness